One of the most beautiful mountain lakes I visited has to be the one in Torres del Paine National Park 😍
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Bring on fall - the changing seasons always get me excited. This fall I’m stoked to shoot photos with my friends obviously, but I’ve also been working out a lot, eating heaps of vegetables and learning bits and pieces about a few different topics such as design, business, and health. I figure if I try to learn one new thing a day then we’re doing pretty good ya know 🤘🏻 HAPPY FALL Y’ALL
“In the end, Antigua remained much as I remembered, still full of glorious ruins. It seemed as if its restoration would would never be finished, and for me that is the source of its poignant magic.” Anthony Weller✨
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Philippines is a place where I was born and raised.There are so many beautiful places to visit in my country .From Luzon,Visayas and Mindanao.I really love to travel in my country and meet new people.Respect is one of those things I've learned so far from may Backpacking experienced all over the Philippines.I want to show to the world the Universe rather that Philippines great place to live.
P.S. My last pic was taken in Siargao.I am so proud to you Kuya Jetjet one of the great surfer in the island of Siargao.He showed great patience to teach me .Thank you so much Kuya.I hope that one day babalik po ako dyan.Thank you again @cebupacificair for flying me to the island of #Siargao .Thank you @smilemag that Kuya Jetjet is one of your pick model.
The Mysore Dussehra, also popularly known as Nada Habba (meaning festival of the land or state), is celebrated with immense grandeur and enthusiasm. Nowhere else will you find this festival being celebrated in such a majestic and royal manner, or a public celebration and gathering on such a grand scale.
Mysore appears to be more than just alive during this annual 10-day event, so much so that one should not miss the opportunity to attend it. Dussehra here is not celebrated like the typical North Indian Dussehra celebrations, where effigies of Meghdoot, Ravana and Kumbhakarna are burned. Celebrations in Mysore continue for 10 days and are completely different.
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There's Traffic in Canals too 😏 📍Villagio Mall, Doha Qatar
From Burnout to Bliss. Feeling a little overwhelmed and exhausted? 🤦🏼♀️ yeah I know the feeling. I reached rock bottom a few years ago and really learnt how to get my body and mind back on track. It took me a while but I’m in a better place to be able to recognize what burnout and overwhelm looks like and more importantly, stop it before it starts to really impact my life hence the two day trip to @fsmaldives earlier this month! 3 simple steps have gotten me through some trying times and I’m taking you through them on the blog today! #fsmaldives#burnout#mentalhealth#entrepreneur
…Eager to explore but unsure of where to go, my friend and I jumped on our skateboards and joined the chaotic stream of cyclists. As cars and mopeds hurtled around us, our jet lag was quickly overcome with exhilaration. The streets of Beijing were foreign, frantic and exciting. We had become its blood, coursing through the veins of the city. At the next intersection, we screeched to a halt as the lights turned red. Across the road stood a girl on a longboard, her green dress fluttering gently in the warm evening breeze. Perhaps she knew a place for us to skate?
We didn’t share a common language, but she was more than happy to help. Pulling up a translation app on her phone, she offered to show us the city. First we went to Houhai Lake, arriving just in time for a stunning sunset boat ride. As darkness fell, we headed to Olympic Park and decided to skate around its 10km cycle route. By this point, the girl’s phone had died, but it didn’t seem to matter. We pushed into the night without another word, listening only to the purring of our wheels and the orchestra of a billion insects.
You can seek adventure all you want; but at the crossroads of chance and choice, the purest adventures may well come to you.
... It was still dark when I sleepily rolled over to check my phone. Damn! 5.58am. I was supposed to be meeting @lukaschlz at 6. I grabbed my things and jumped straight into the car; luckily I had packed my drone the night before. I picked Lukas up just a few minutes behind schedule and we made our way into the mountains through the silent streets of Salzburg. Despite the recent heatwave, there was a distinct autumnal chill in the air. I couldn’t help but wonder if a September morning was the best time to be cliff jumping into an alpine lake. Never mind. It was too late to turn back and our window of opportunity was rapidly closing.
We arrived around 7am on the north side of Lake Wolfgang and parked as close to the spot as the road would take us. After a short walk through the woods, the path opened into a clearing where the cliffs towered above the water. As the birds sung beautifully from the treetops and the water lapped gently against the rocks, my apprehension quickly disappeared. There was not a soul in sight. To our great surprise, the lake was still warm and every plunge felt like a welcoming embrace. Refreshed, we packed away the cameras as the sun crept above the mountains and flooded into the valley.
Someone once said that our generation was born too late to explore the earth. Today however, we’d discovered our own piece of paradise; even if for a fleeting moment before the world woke up around us. Boy, did that morning coffee taste good.